Decemberists lyrics
Decemberists lyrics
"The Legionnaire's Lament lyrics"
Ingen Kan Som Du lyrics
(English: Nobody Can Like You) Words by Per Gessle, Music by Marie Fredriksson & Per Gessle Recorded at Torsgatan, Halmstad, Sweden in February 1984 Engineered by Per Gessle Published by Shock The
(English: Nobody Can Like You) Words by Per Gessle, Music by Marie Fredriksson & Per Gessle Recorded at Torsgatan, Halmstad, Sweden in February 1984 Engineered by Per Gessle Published by Shock The
I'm a legionnaire
Camel in disrepair
Hoping for a frigidaire to come passing by
I am on reprieve
Lacking my joie de vive
Missing my gay paris
In this desert dry
And I wrote my girl
Told her I would not return
Terribly taken a turn
For the worse now I fear
It's been a year or more
Since they shipped me to this foreign shore
Fighting in a foreign war
So far away from my
Talkin' Bout A Revolution lyrics
Don't you know They're talkin' about a revolution It sounds like a whisper Don't you know They're talkin' about a revolution It sounds like a whisper While they're standing in the welfare lines Cr
home Don't you know They're talkin' about a revolution It sounds like a whisper Don't you know They're talkin' about a revolution It sounds like a whisper While they're standing in the welfare lines Cr
If only summer rain would fall
On the houses and the boulevards
And the side walk bagatelles it's like a dream
With the roar of cars
And the lulling of the cafe bars,
The sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine.
Lord I don't know if I'll ever be back again.
La la la la dam
La la la low
Medicating in the sun
Pinched doses of laudanum
Longing for the old fecundity of my homelan
I Like lyrics
I wanna live before I die So don't say I have to cry on One more freezing floor I ask you to open the door And see how things could have gone The reason that it took so long Before you could figure
I wanna live before I die So don't say I have to cry on One more freezing floor I ask you to open the door And see how things could have gone The reason that it took so long Before you could figure
Curses to this mirage!
A bottle of ancient Chiraz
A smattering of distant applause
Is ringing in my poor ears
On the old left bank
My baby in a charabanc
Riding up the width and length
Of the Champs Elysees
If only summer rain would fall
On the houses and the boulevard
And the side walk bagatelles it's like a dream
With the roar of cars
And the lulling of the cafe bars
The
Jungle lyrics
(Andy Sears) These days,-- These days I can hardly breathe-- Caught in hypocrisy You have to be blind to see! Killjoys,--You poison us all With no conscience Well how much to sell your soul The pr
sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine (Andy Sears) These days,-- These days I can hardly breathe-- Caught in hypocrisy You have to be blind to see! Killjoys,--You poison us all With no conscience Well how much to sell your soul The pr
Lord I don't know if I'll ever be back again
If only summer rain would fall
On the houses and the boulevard
And the side walk bagatelles its like a dream
With the roar of cars
And the lulling of the cafe bars
The sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine
Lord I don't know if I'll ever be back again...
Be back again,
Be back again,
I'll be back again